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In the morning, the morning sun was leisurely shining.

After taking care of her daughter, Ji Qinghuan went downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Her cooking was very simple. She cooked the millet porridge, fried the eggs, and heated up a tray of Soup Dumplings.

Just as Ji Qinghuan was about to serve the pickled vegetables, she heard a teasing voice say, "Xiao Ji